Sadie Martin Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

What pisses me off? Assholes judgin em. Happy tho—some whores outsmart the game. Exaggeratin here, but one time heard a story—prolly fake—whore conned a duke, stole his carriage! Fuckin legendary if true. Anyway, they’re human, messy, real—like *Boyhood*. No perfect endings, just keepin on. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Time to stop ramblin—whores deserve a damn break, don’t they?

Martin Whore

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Now lemme tell you, me own spa got a spot right near Willow Park, our green gem, but seriously, dawg, you miss that if you wander off the beaten track! I spend long days relaxin and soot... er, soothin souls there. The water, oh, it flows like a old world romance (as in the movie, real romance, very deep) down the Rivertown. It's the kinda river that sparkles like a vampire's smile, no joke!

Martin Diaz tackled in his front yard, arrested without a warrant